
Davy's really going strong on the standing up thing. Before today Davy had only whined until we helped prop him up against something. And he had
stood up by himself in the bathtub, but that wasn't an activity I wanted to encourage yet, so I made him sit back down. But just today he finally got the pulling himself up on something (me--three times!) for real. I foresee a lot more pulling up on furniture in the near future. Here he is helping with the laundry--it really was helping, too, because he was actually happy for the whole time I was folding three loads!

Davy's also got the idea of transferring from object to object. He can move quite well from the couch to the table, to the wall to the book shelf to the other chair and back, now. He's taken some tumbles, of course. I never cease to be amazed what impact the human head can bear and still keep everything inside where it's supposed to be. It's really exciting to watch Davy's excitement. People keep warning me about when Davy can walk and how I'll never have a quiet moment again, but right now I'm loving watching Davy's progress, and I can't help feeling like it will be nice for my back when he can follow me from room to room instead of being carried all over.
Davy is also absolutely adorable with his "kisses" for friends and Mom. (So far Dad doesn't get that
preferential treatment, but he does get the best laughs!) At our friend's Halloween donut party there was another baby boy born just two days before Davy, playing on the same little play table with his dad. Davy started scooting himself closer and closer, then bent over and gave him a slobbery, wide-open mouth kiss on the neck. It was really sweet and funny to all the adults watching, but the poor kid got this look on his face, like, "What's he doing? Daddy, save me!" He is becoming quite the mimic, too, with certain sounds. If I start clucking my tongue, Davy will smile with recognition and start making the sound, too. There are a few other sounds he can copy, and we have fun making a little game of it.

Davy and Daddy hanging out in the car while I run an errand. Luckily he hasn't found the horn yet.